So Little Kindness
by Sainte Matthewe
Kapital Zwei: Schuldig
Omitchan: Yes, Do you want to go out?
The window flashed impudently at him, as he blinked, stunned. It wasn't as if propositions were all that unusual to him, but this one blindsided the lanky German. He slouched down farther in his office chair, as several more moments passed. He was having trouble formulating an answer.
Schuldig had never considered it a drawback before, being unable to read minds over the Internet instant messenger. In fact, he often considered it a good thing. Now he wasn't quite sure of that…
Omitchan: *poke poke* Oi, did you die? O.o
Obviously, he was taking too long. Verdamnt… He still couldn't think up an answer.
Omitchan: *prod*
Perhaps he was looking at this in the wrong way. If 'Omitchan' was standing in front of him, what would he say?
Schuldtraum: Shhh….
Omitchan: What?
Schuldtraum: Hold still.
Omitchan: What?! O.o;
Schuldtraum: I'm trying to set your head on fire.
Omitchan: What?! O.o;;;
Schuldtraum: With my mind.
Omitchan: …¬_¬
Omitchan: You still haven't answered my question.
Schuldtraum: *looks innocent* What?
Omitchan: Do you want to go out with me?
Schuldtraum: Do I get to pick the place?
Omitchan: If you want. ^_^
Schuldtraum: There's this nice little club on this side of town called X.O. Lapdances are a bit expensive—1600 yen, but trust me these girls are worth it.
Omitchan: …
Afterthoughts: Again, the plot is semi-based upon real life events, but Omi and Schuldig are property of Koyasu Takehito and Project Weiss. Special thanks to Ureshii Alucard for suggesting the set afire bit, to the friend affectionately known as Omi-kun for—well… being, and to you, gentle reader, for reading and reviewing. I certainly did not expect any sort of response to this at all. O.o
--The very surprised Sainte Matthewe and her ever-smug muse, Allanon
